La rentrée could be understood as the French equivalent to the English language expression “back to school”, yet, it symbolizes more than going back to l’école. You´ll see, during les vacances d’été (summer holidays, which comprises both July and August), everyone is en congé (vacation), from the president of the country (actually President Macron spent his summer holidays in Marseille), to the boulangerie next door, so every person close his/her business and just chill.
Although the idea of having burgers while you are spending holidays in France may sound totally inadequate, it happens more often than anyone would like to admit. Next to pizza, the all-American burger has become the guilty pleasure of many, and french people are not the exception, in fact they are quite obsessed with burgers, so bistronomized burger joints are a thing these days in the hexagone. Regis and I have a major love affair with burgers, and even though we prefer to make our hamburgers at home, we also find ourselves constantly seeking for that perfect meat pattie sandwiched in a bun, and I guess we’re not the only ones.
A few weeks ago during a solo day in Marseille I decided to stop by Burger’s Banquet, a burger eatery just behind L’Opera de Marseille, and few minutes by walk to the Vieux Port. Yeap, prime location.
Food served in a bowl, or what Instagram taught us to call Buddha bowls are not so new. As the name implies it is a reference to the single (or one of the few) possessions a buddhist monk has, which is a bowl that allows him (or her) to receive food in return of their prayers and blessings. Nothing farthest from the overly abundant bowls full with all sorts of food that we’ve seen in Pinterest or IG, maybe because people tend to correlate this to Buddha’s big belly instead to a daily affirmation of less is more.
To each its own.
Many things have passed since my last entry. Some ok, some good and some really bad. You see, in my March and April favorites post of 2016 I shared with you the news about my pregnancy. At that time I was already at the end of my second trimester, and baby was planned to arrive by late August. However things weren’t as planned and I went to labour in mid July (33 weeks).